"Little guy, don't be pretentious here, wait for the poor road to open the eyes of the sky, and it will be clear whether there are ghosts or ghosts!"

Feeling that Luo Fan had stolen the limelight, the old Taoist priest's face was not good-looking, he snorted coldly, took out a small bottle, poured out two drops of liquid and rubbed them on his eyelids.

"Dao Chief, can you open the eyes of heaven for us too?" Zhang Jian looked at the small bottle curiously.

"Or, if I don't open my eyes to you, I think it's a poor way to fool you." The old Taoist priest proudly wiped Qin Hongsheng and the two of them a little.

"Where are the ghosts?" Qin Hongsheng rubbed his naked eyes and looked blankly at the jungle in front of him.

"Hehe, this hasn't reached the ancestral tomb mountain yet, where did the ghost come from, it's just that your little friend is playing tricks and scaring you ......." The old Taoist priest glanced at Luo Fan disdainfully, and sneered in his mouth.

But he couldn't laugh anymore, because Luo Fan said and walked towards the nearest tree in front of him on the left with a smile on his face......

"Come on, let's have a good talk!"

Luo Fan ignored Qin Hongsheng's puzzled expression, and didn't care about the stunned emotions of those old ghosts, and looked at the tree secretly.

This tree is not a few hundred years old, there are nearly a hundred years, not to mention that a ghost hides behind and can't see clearly, even if it is a person, it may not be visible.

But Luo Fan can see it!

This is a middle-aged male ghost in his fifties, with a slumped body, and his dark green eyes flickering behind the trees, looming.

"Uncle, why do you look a little like Uncle Qin, could it be that you are relatives?" The more Luo Fan looked at it, the more it looked.

Qin Hongsheng, who didn't see anything behind, turned dark, what is Luo Fan, this stinky boy, crazy, his relatives will be here!

"Ding, from Qin Qianwei's doubts, experience points plus 10."

Yes, yes, this guy has more experience than the old ghosts before.

Luo Fan was satisfied.

"Qin Qianwei? Very nice name, I like it! Luo Fan smiled more kindly, and almost jumped up and forcibly shook hands.

"Ding, the horror from Qin Qianwei is overwhelming, generating a critical hit, adding 20 experience points and 5 attribute points."

Very good, very good, just after saying a few words, he critted, it seems that he was called by his name, and the old ghost Qin Qianwei was almost scared.

"Xiaofan, who are you talking about? Qin Qianwei? Qin Hongsheng walked up quickly, looked at Luo Fan in shock, and his face was a little uncomfortable.

"Uncle Qin, do you know him?" Luo Fan was stunned, but he didn't expect that it was really Uncle Qin's ancestor.

"Qin Qianwei is my grandfather!" Qin Hongsheng showed a look of nostalgia, "However, grandpa, he has been dead for more than thirty years. ”

Luo Fan nodded, no wonder they look alike, they are still grandfathers and grandchildren, and no wonder although these ghosts are hiding in the dark, they have no intention of harming them before.

"Uncle Qin, your grandfather is right here." Luo Fan pointed to the faint light behind the old locust tree.

Qin Hongsheng looked at it, not sure what the light was, and couldn't help but look nervously at the old Taoist priest behind him: "Dao Chief, there is really ...... there"

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost, the little guy is too unkind!"

The old Taoist flicked his sleeves, walked up with a high spirit, and kicked directly on the locust tree.

"Although the locust tree is full of darkness, there is no ...... here at all" The old Taoist priest turned his head and rushed to Qin Hongsheng Before he finished speaking, he saw Qin Hongsheng and Zhang Jian, showing a look of fear, and kicked his foot on the locust tree, as if he was trapped by something.

"Ghost!" Zhang Jian exclaimed.

Qin Hongsheng was stunned and speechless.

The old Taoist priest felt a void in his heart, twisted his neck stiffly, and found that in front of him, a pair of dark green and gloomy ghost eyes were staring at him.

Looking down, his right foot had been entangled in the soil by the roots of the old locust tree. The old Taoist priest almost lost his soul and rolled his eyes in fright, but he didn't forget to maintain his posture as a worldly master, and he didn't dare to scream in a cold sweat.

"Bold lonely soul, dare to sneak attack this Dao chief, looking for death!" The dust was swept away, but the old ghost was not swept away, but the dust hair of the dust was turned back strangely, and the wind was pulled towards the face of the old Taoist.

After a few clicks, the old Taoist priest's old face was no longer just folds, it was full of jet-black traces like spider webs, which looked more terrifying than ghosts.

"Ah, help!" The old Taoist priest couldn't pretend anymore, and struggled with horror on his face, but he was tied tighter and tighter by the roots of the old locust tree, and finally tied directly to the tree.

"Eh, Old Man Qin, this is a master of the Tao invited by your grandson......" Luo Fan almost burst his belly with laughter.

The fake Taoist priest found by the descendants of the Qin family was so frightened by his ancestor that it was impossible for people not to laugh.

"Ding, from Qin Qianwei's heartfelt complaint, experience points plus 20."

"Master...... Grandfather? Although Qin Hongsheng was scared, he had a good relationship with his grandfather since he was a child, and when he saw it at first glance at this moment, he was a little nostalgic and excited in horror.

It's been more than 30 years, but I didn't expect him to see his grandfather who often appears in his dreams again!

"Sheng'er." The shriveled and hoarse voice is particularly eerie in this dead mountain forest.

"It's really grandpa!" Qin Hongsheng was excited, walked in front of Qin Qianwei, wanted to touch, but was avoided by Qin Qianwei.

"Sheng'er, grandpa is dead, people and ghosts have different paths, it's best not to touch it." Although Qin Qianwei's eyes are scary, his face is normal, not particularly terrifying.

"Grandpa, do you know that my son Qin Hao ...... before"

Yes, the two grandchildren began to complain.

Luo Fan and Zhang Jian glanced at each other, and they didn't care about the old Taoist priest who was tied to a tree and was still screaming.

"Come on, save some saliva, you will have fun by attracting all the lonely souls and wild ghosts of the entire Black Dragon Mountain in a while." Luo Fan glanced at the old Taoist priest, and had no intention of saving him.

"Sheng'er go back quickly, the farther away from here, the better, your son is hopeless, don't bother yourself!"

Although the old ghost has been dead for more than 30 years, it can be seen that he really feels sorry for Qin Hongsheng, and he comforts him again and again.

"No, Grandpa! I'm just such a son, I can't leave it alone! Qin Hongsheng was also afraid, although he was superstitious before, most of them were feng shui and the like, at most, it was often said that evil spirits were in the middle of the evil spirit, and it was really the first time to see ghosts!

Seeing that Qin Hongsheng was so persistent, the old ghost sighed, and his grimace turned even whiter.

"Sheng'er, this Black Dragon Mountain is not a place of great evil that has been cursed by people in legends, but ...... But...... In short, the entire backing village is the descendants of the original tomb keepers, except for the village chief, that is, the tomb keepers of the past generations, the living will not die well when they go to Shetou Mountain......

"Old man, is it a ghost nest? There's a ghost king or something? Luo Fan nodded, it's okay, it's okay, although there are more terrifying ghosts, but it's better than being cursed, cursing that kind of thing, it's too ethereal and not easy to deal with.

"There is no ghost king, even us, we have never seen such a legendary existence after being ghosts, but ...... It's just ......" Qin Qianwei finally turned into a sigh, and he didn't seem to dare to mention the name of the thing above.

"Dare to touch my brother, even if it is the ghost king Hades himself, I will say it!"

Luo Fan was a little impatient, he thought that this old man Qin was a character, but he didn't expect to be so cowardly, and he almost scared Uncle Qin and Zhang Jian stupidly.

"Ding, from Qin Qianwei's contempt, experience points plus 20."

Luo Fan was stunned, he was despised?

For the first time since activating the system, he was despised, and he was still despised by the old ancestor of the mouse, and he couldn't bear it!

"You don't think I'm worthy to talk to them?" Luo Fan's tone was not good.

"Unworthy!" Qin Qianwei felt that although this little guy was his grandson's companion, he was just a dumbfounder, and he actually had the face to question him.

"Huh!" Luo Fan laughed angrily.